Douluo Dragon King: I, the wielder of the Holy Sword, will vanquish all evil.

Chapter 130 Feng Wuyu's Isolation

"Class monitor, please. I think second year is enough, really."

The students, who had just been full of enthusiasm, lowered their heads slightly.

"Third-year students are mostly over eighteen years old. Some have even collected all the first-word battle armor."

"Look at you all, so pathetic." Na'er sneered. "They're just a little stronger in spirit power and have more complete battle armor, is that all there is to it?"

"With my brother Su Qiu here, what's there to be afraid of!"

At this moment, some students remembered that Su Qiu became famous for defeating a One-Word Battle Armor Master.

And it's been several years already, how strong must he be now?

Ye Xinglan also recalled the despair she felt when she faced Su Qiu.

"It's okay, trust me." Su Qiu's voice seemed to have a magical power, gradually calming the anxious students down.

Yes, Su Qiu added a hypnotic touch to her voice; that's what high mental strength looks like.

"It's not a big deal to lose, it's just an exchange match."

Everyone started to convince themselves.

"Done!"

"Then I'll watch your performance, class monitor."

"Oh?" The elegantly dressed woman exclaimed in surprise upon hearing the news.

Yali admitted that she was very curious at that moment.

Although it was said that first-graders were fighting second and third-graders, she knew that it was actually Su Qiu fighting against the entire third grade.

"So confident? Looks like you've made great progress these past few years." She murmured softly, the scene of Su Qiu defeating Qian Wushi flashing through her mind.

She then issued the instructions.

"Let the third graders participate, and allow the first graders to play against the second and third graders at the same time."

When the order reached the Shrek Academy's academic affairs office, the entire office erupted in chaos. "His Holiness the Holy Spirit agreed? Allowing first-year students to fight second and third-year students simultaneously?"

"Are you crazy?! This isn't an exchange match, it's a one-sided stomp!"

"But His Holiness the Holy Spirit specifically emphasized that a large-scale competition venue should be prepared, and said that the second and third graders should give it their all."

Zhuoshi also said he would try it out and see, it would be so interesting!

Moreover, the news quickly reached the ears of the elders of the Sea God Pavilion.

"really interesting."

An elder spoke up: "Perfect, I want to see exactly what His Holiness the Holy Spirit sees in him."

"You're so indulgent towards him."

"Yes."

One veteran complained: "Recently, the Sea God Pavilion has received a lot of bills, all kinds of things."

"It is said that His Holiness the Holy Spirit granted special permission for Suqiu."

"I'll go see what this kid is all about."

The news quickly spread to the second and third grades, and the entire Foreign Languages ​​Department was in an uproar.

The second-year students felt like their world had collapsed.

They just finished their internal power struggle and selected participants for the exchange competition.

So you're suggesting they all go?
Wouldn't that have been a waste of time?

Then came the anger of feeling belittled.

"That's bad enough, but they also have to beat third-year students at the same time?"

"Arrogant, too arrogant!"

"We'll definitely humiliate them properly then!" the second-year students declared indignantly. "We'll show them that the authority of our seniors is not to be trifled with!"

The reaction from the third graders was somewhat subtle.

They didn't take it seriously at all.

There is a six-year age difference between third grade and first grade.

It really is the difference between adults and children.

They even already have one-word battle armor masters, preparing to take the inner court exam.

Although Shrek Academy's outer court has six grades, the truly gifted students all advance to the inner court in their third year, while those who are less gifted do so in their fourth year.

The fifth and sixth graders are basically just getting by; they have no chance of getting into the inner academy. "First year? Just a bunch of immature kids." Zhou Hao, a core student from the third year, leaned against the railing, his tone full of disdain. "I don't know why the higher-ups agreed. Just because of Su Qiu?"

The third-grade students in this year's class had a deep impression of Su Qiu because their class monitor was Qian Wu.

Qian Wu could have entered the inner academy in his second year.

However, because he lost to Su Qiu, his qualification for the Inner Court was postponed as punishment.

Someone looked at Qian Wu sitting in the corner and said sarcastically, "Class monitor, your chance for revenge has come."

"Remember to interrupt Su Qiu this time."

"Hmph!" Qian Wu had given up struggling.

I've said it so many times, Su Qiu's move is impossible to break!

When facing it directly, you are completely unable to move.

But nobody believed it.

In return, how did Gu Yue interrupt?

That's a good question. Qian Wu also wants to know how Gu Yue did it!
After much thought, the only explanation I can come up with is that there's something going on between them, and Su Qiu is just putting on an act.

Time quickly came to the day of the competition.

The first to start were the competitions for the four secondary professions.

However, the highest stands were already filled with the elders of the Sea God Pavilion.

Yali was dressed in an elegant long dress, her eyes filled with anticipation.

In this chaotic world, they are eager to get started, wishing they could skip the secondary profession stage and go straight to the actual combat.

Several senior members of the academy stood calmly, carefully observing every detail below, especially the composed figure in the first-year group.

Feng Wuyu, who was joining in the fun, chimed in, "I don't know about other secondary professions, but forging is probably beyond the reach of a first-year student."

"Oh?" Zhuoshi couldn't hold back.

What's wrong with this old man? Doesn't he know that Su Qiu is known as a little master craftsman in the outside world of blacksmiths?
He couldn't help but ask, "What makes you say that?"

"Because none of the new students joined my Blacksmith Association."

Feng Wuyu said with a puzzled tone, "It's strange, not only that, but not a single first-year student has come to the association to commission a forging."

“Many people have complained to me that their income has decreased significantly compared to before. They are almost unable to make ends meet.”

Zhuo Shi looked at him with pity.

Anyone who has attended a gathering of blacksmiths from outside the region knows Su Qiu.

It seems Feng Wuyu is a pitiful person; no one invites him to gatherings.

Yali looked over with a hint of interest and chuckled, "This year's first-year students are using resources from the Blacksmith Association of the External Federation."

"Resources from the outside Federation?" Feng Wuyu raised an eyebrow, puffing out his beard and glaring, "That's putting the cart before the horse! The Shrek City Association outside is just a small association."

How can they compare to us in terms of resources?

Yali fell silent; she didn't know how to respond to that.

You ask how to compare?
Ya Li is paying the bill, so how can you compare?

The bills Su Qiu recently sent over are mostly for rare metals.

Zhuo Shi suppressed a laugh; this old man actually didn't know that Su Qiu was a level six blacksmith.

"Let's not talk about it now. We'll know once we watch the whole match."

He suppressed a laugh, preparing to see Feng Wuyu's reaction later. Then he would mock him mercilessly for being isolated by the blacksmithing world.

No, no, I can't laugh yet, I have to hold it in.
Let's wait until Su Qiu makes his move, and until Feng Wuyu sees it, then we can laugh out loud.

The sparring arena was very lively today, with students from all three grades arriving early.

At a glance, you can see students going from first grade to second grade, and then to third grade.

Structured.

There is a three-year gap between each grade.

The youngest is only twelve years old, and the oldest is already twenty-one.

The first-year students, still somewhat green and a little thin, stood closely behind Su Qiu.

The second-year students were in their adolescence, and their bodies had grown considerably taller. Their faces showed resentment at being looked down upon, and their fists were clenched tightly.

The third-year students, on the other hand, were mostly tall and straight, with casual expressions, and yawning. Their gazes towards the younger students were full of disdain.

　Zhenhua, Muchen: We're hosting a blacksmith's party, everyone's coming. Guess who didn't get an invitation?
　　Feng Wuyu:?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)